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Publication Date
10-5-2007
Year of Release
2007
Note(s)
Júlio Ribeiro Alves, classical guitar
Linda Dobbs, soprano
Wendell Dobbs, simple system and modem flutes
Translations
Four Sequidillias boleras
Happy I live in Love's prisons, and I kiss and bless its sweet chains. And to find
myself free would be harder and more painful for me than death.
Remember, my dear, how you used to look for opportunities for happiness. And
now, fickle, you flee from just such opportunities.
Hussy, where is your shame? 'Mother, the cockroaches have eaten it. ' ussy,
you're lying: cockroaches don't have teeth.
He who wants to love and yet live without problems, must just take time as it
comes. Take someone to love; and then, even if they hate you for it - just take
time as it comes.
Three Songs, op. 89
No. 3 Farewell
Farewell, o motherly earth, rescue me soon in your cool womb,
that my eyes again may be dry of the tears that are always flowing.
What I sought I did not find . I sought joy and you gave me sorrow.
The best hours of my youth were spent in tears.
Oh how I dreamed of a beautiful life!
Father, let me sleep!
Many flowers I saw spring forth from you,
o earth, but they were not for me.
My tears would water them,
but I not allowed joy in the world.
Oh how I dreamed of a beautiful life!
Father, let me sleep!
Farewell, o motherly earth, soon my heart,
after sorrow and complaint, let them find rest under cool moss.
Once there will come a beautiful tomorrow for me,
up there, above where the stars live. I want to go there,
but I do not dare risk my sorrow, grief and lament.
Oh how I dreamed of a beautiful life!
Father, let me sleep!
No. 2 Song from Afar
When in the last glow of evening
a smiling figure passes you
at the grassy oak grove
with a wave and greeting:
it is the dear spirit of your friend,
promising you joy and peace.
When by the twilight light of the moon
you embellish love's dream,
through Cytisus and Weymouth pines
a melodious rustling will resound,
and anticipation will lift your breast:
it is my spirit embracing you.
If you feel, with blessed loss
in this formerly magic land,
a gentle, ghostly touch
like the kiss of a zephyr on your lips and hand,
and if the fluttering light of the candle sways,
it is my spirit - do not doubt it!
If you hear, in the silver light of the stars
shining gently into the silent chamber,
something like aeolian harps in the distance,
my word of honor: it is eternally yours!
Then sleep peacefully; for it is my spirit,
promising you joy and peace.
6. To Fate
Listen, Fate, to what I say, hear me for the last time!
Transport me from the noise of the world into a quiet peaceful valley.
Here give me finally a small house where nothing makes me sorrowful,
where a quiet and rustic garden laughs at me.
Where in peace with a beloved, the dreams of life flee from me.
Where a maiden and a son will flourish with a father.
The noises of the world grow tired,
I have been seeking peace for a long time.
Fate, transport me quickly for good to such a little house!
Note
Smith Recital Hall
Disciplines
Arts and Humanities | Fine Arts | Music | Music Performance
Recommended Citation
Alves, Júlio Ribeiro; Dobbs, Linda; and Dobbs, Wendell B. Dr., "Marshall University Music Department Presents a Faculty Recital, Júlio Ribeiro Alves, classical guitar, Linda Dobbs, soprano, Wendell Dobbs, simple system and modern flutes" (2007). All Performances. 869.
https://mds.marshall.edu/music_perf/869
